As I watched another disappointed salesman dejectedly turn his back from my door and saunter back down my driveway, I consider his plight. The fact he didn’t get to say more than hi before my… no thanks … stopped him in mid-salutation, doesn’t bother me any more. But as I watched him trudge over to my neighbour’s door and drag up another plastic smile ready to recite a different portion of the salesman’s creed, it struck me…
What was he peddling and more disturbingly… what am I peddling?
Image is everything today and there are all sorts of people shoving all sorts of things in your face, vying for your attention, crying out, buy me ’cause I’m the best and you need me to survive. Just take a peek inside and no one will ever know.
Being a writer, and a Christian writer, has great responsibility. So if you pick up one of my books and study the cover, it should give you a promise of what’s inside; that’s a given for any book. Now just about there, it starts to get a bit tougher. It is well known among the spin doctors that sex and a pretty woman’s body will sell anything from porridge to a garage door opener, not to mention many poorly written books. If the plot has no substance, just add a hot scene and bingo – you have a best seller. It disturbs me to see so many supposed Christian writers adopting the same tactic just to make a sale. My question to Christian authors everywhere… What are you peddling and would Jesus be pleased with your ambassadorship of His name?
But my confusion doesn’t end there.
Wander into any church these days and take a long look at the image of purity brandished around the fashion statements of the noble gentler sex. The scene quickly degenerates into a poorly constructed version of Desperate Housewives.
But it gets worse.
The noble fathers and protectors of our beautiful daughters, no matter what age, are silent and even more disturbing, foster stolen glances at the ingredients of femininity that Jesus purports should be given special modesty. Women are at their most beautiful when they show restraint, modesty and Godly character. So again my question is… What are you peddling and would Jesus be pleased with your ambassadorship of His name?
The challenge to everyone who carries Christ’s name is to be apart and different from the world, not conforming to its standards.
One day Jesus will ask you, “What were you peddling?” And maybe because someone loves the daughters of God enough to confront, just maybe, Jesus’ precious daughters will wind up the blind on their cleavage, wind down the curtain on their skirts and become the pure and lovely image He expects. And this will only happen if Jesus’ sons stop gawking at the women of the world with lustful intent and encourage purity, restraint and compliment and protect the right of God’s daughters to be pure.
Remember, men, Jesus holds you responsible for the well being of His girls.
No matter how you see it.
So if you see a green elephant in a pink tutu on the cover of one of my books, then it’s a message and a sign that I support the beauty and preciousness of Godly femininity.
The Valley of Flowers, my new book, coming soon.